LOGINScreams. Running feet. The sound of furniture crashing. Omegas shouting over each other. “Jack…?” He’s already tensed beside me, eyes flashing silver. “Something’s wrong.” Before I can speak, one of the younger omegas rushes toward us, her face pale and panicked. “Your Majesty! The prince—he—he’s
By the time we make it back to our private tent that night, exhaustion finally crashes over me. I sink onto the edge of the bed, untying the leather straps from my wrists. Every muscle aches, and without thinking, my hand drifts to my lower belly again. Jack turns from the basin where he’s washing
It’s been seven years since the night I brought Lior into the world—seven years since everything changed. And now, here I stand again, before the ruins of a broken pack hall, blood drying on my hands, my pulse still racing from the rush of justice served… and from the secret I’ve been hiding. The
Jack steps forward, rubbing the back of his neck. “Speaking of that,” he says, his voice calm but firm, “I’ve been talking with the High Priest. I think he’s found a solution.” I tense immediately. “What kind of solution?” “A harmless one,” Jack assures me, though he doesn’t quite meet my eyes. “S
Two years later The palace feels lighter these days—alive with the kind of sweet chaos only children can bring. Lior’s laughter echoes through the marble halls like sunlight turned to sound—bright, wild, and impossible to contain. At two years old, he’s a curious little wolf, always running, climbi
“Kali?” Her name leaves my mouth in a broken whisper. My heart feels like it’s about to stop, terrified of the worst—terrified that she’s gone. Her body lies still—too still—and my pulse hammers violently against my ribs. I press my palm to her cheek. She’s warm, her skin pale and slick with sweat.
My lips curl into a smirk. “Oh?” I taunt. "Did you think you were Special just because we are mate? That you could use the mate bond to make me accept you?" I tilt my head, eyes flashing with challenge. "I rejected one mate before you, and I’ll reject you just as easily." "So that’s what’s giving
“I don’t know,” I say, grimacing like I’m struggling to keep moving. “Maybe exhaustion. Maybe something I ate. But I can’t shift.” I swallow hard, looking at him desperately. “Can you… change into your wolf and carry me instead?” He doesn’t hesitate. “Of course.” He shifts in seconds, his large, d
What now? I can’t go back to my old pack. I can’t go back to my mother. And I sure as hell can’t go back to Jack. So where the hell do I go from here? A sudden noise shatters the silence. I freeze. At first, I think it’s a rat scurrying through the debris, knocking something over. The hut is ol
With a snarl, I step inside and slam the door shut, locking myself in before the madness takes over completely. My hands grip the bars, knuckles turning white. My wolf howls, thrashing violently, but the silver keeps me from shifting fully. Hours pass before he finally stills. Not calm—never calm—b







